He narrows his eyes at her "We have something to talk about."
He narrows his eyes, his form becoming sharp and rigid "What was that.."
"I Love you as well" she smiles.
She smiles despite their looks at her “Sure thing boss, what do ya want ta talk about?”
He pulls the books back out “Just some other books I wanted to read, ta… improve… other aspects o’ myself.”
He mutters something under his breath, his gloves seeming to glow in reply “Do ya want ta do anythin’? I mean, somethin’ not too rowdy, after all, yer pregnant.”
*If you want to continue.*
"You know for Riotan yes? That was the whole issue as to why you and Stroth decided to deface my restaurant?".
He tilts his head to the side, controlling his emotions as to not jump to conclusion "A book on running.."
She shakes her head "I just wanna hug you." She mumbles.
“Course I do, an’ I made sure ta talk to that lil snake ‘bout his choices an’ how they affected people.” She says, nodding along sagely.
He nods slowly “In case I need to run from something, like those muggers, or the Valentines, I can’t have you saving me all the time.”
He smiles softly, blushing at hugging her back “I can do that.”
"Mn. Well, some issues have come up and I trust you to keep what is said in this room between us." He grunts.
He watches him for a moment "You arent lying to me right?"
She just sits there with him, her eyes closed, as she allows herself to relax a bit.
He narrows his eyes at her "We have something to talk about."
He narrows his eyes, his form becoming sharp and rigid "What was that.."
"I Love you as well" she smiles.
She smiles despite their looks at her “Sure thing boss, what do ya want ta talk about?”
He pulls the books back out “Just some other books I wanted to read, ta… improve… other aspects o’ myself.”
He mutters something under his breath, his gloves seeming to glow in reply “Do ya want ta do anythin’? I mean, somethin’ not too rowdy, after all, yer pregnant.”
*If you want to continue.*
"You know for Riotan yes? That was the whole issue as to why you and Stroth decided to deface my restaurant?".
He tilts his head to the side, controlling his emotions as to not jump to conclusion "A book on running.."
She shakes her head "I just wanna hug you." She mumbles.
“Course I do, an’ I made sure ta talk to that lil snake ‘bout his choices an’ how they affected people.” She says, nodding along sagely.
He nods slowly “In case I need to run from something, like those muggers, or the Valentines, I can’t have you saving me all the time.”
He smiles softly, blushing at hugging her back “I can do that.”
"Mn. Well, some issues have come up and I trust you to keep what is said in this room between us." He grunts.
He watches him for a moment "You arent lying to me right?"
She just sits there with him, her eyes closed, as she allows herself to relax a bit.
She nods, leaning against the doorframe “I ain’t gonna tell a soul nothin’ what happened between us here. These lips’ll stay shut ‘bout this.”
He nods again “I’m not lying, I promise.” From his voice and the look in his eyes, he means it.
He holds her softly, rubbing on her back comfortingly, being there for her whenever she needs him to be.
He narrows his eyes at her "We have something to talk about."
He narrows his eyes, his form becoming sharp and rigid "What was that.."
"I Love you as well" she smiles.
She smiles despite their looks at her “Sure thing boss, what do ya want ta talk about?”
He pulls the books back out “Just some other books I wanted to read, ta… improve… other aspects o’ myself.”
He mutters something under his breath, his gloves seeming to glow in reply “Do ya want ta do anythin’? I mean, somethin’ not too rowdy, after all, yer pregnant.”
*If you want to continue.*
"You know for Riotan yes? That was the whole issue as to why you and Stroth decided to deface my restaurant?".
He tilts his head to the side, controlling his emotions as to not jump to conclusion "A book on running.."
She shakes her head "I just wanna hug you." She mumbles.
“Course I do, an’ I made sure ta talk to that lil snake ‘bout his choices an’ how they affected people.” She says, nodding along sagely.
He nods slowly “In case I need to run from something, like those muggers, or the Valentines, I can’t have you saving me all the time.”
He smiles softly, blushing at hugging her back “I can do that.”
"Mn. Well, some issues have come up and I trust you to keep what is said in this room between us." He grunts.
He watches him for a moment "You arent lying to me right?"
She just sits there with him, her eyes closed, as she allows herself to relax a bit.
She nods, leaning against the doorframe “I ain’t gonna tell a soul nothin’ what happened between us here. These lips’ll stay shut ‘bout this.”
He nods again “I’m not lying, I promise.” From his voice and the look in his eyes, he means it.
He holds her softly, rubbing on her back comfortingly, being there for her whenever she needs him to be.
"Good." he nods and sits down "My 'husband'.." He puts quotations around that, grumbling a bit "loaned me this place when we first started off. He recently has been controlling of my work and has been thinking of taking this all away from me. We are separated as of now, but not divorced. I have wanted to divorce him on multiple occasions because of what he has done to me mentally and physically but he has always made it about him and said that I needed to think of my child who is grown now. Its a sticky situation overall but I wanted to inform you of this in case you go to work and you find that the restaurant has suddenly disappeared.. I am sorry." he bows his head.
TH sighs and pulls away "Okay. I will believe you." He moves away "I am sorry if I have been smothering you, suffocating you.."
She nods along, tapping a claw against her bicep before calmly saying “Hmm, don’t worry ‘bout me none, I can always find work somewhere else, what yer goin’ through is much more important. This relationship is obvious abusive, I know some people. I can get ya the money ta start yer own restaurant if ya need it.”
He shakes his head vigorously and waves his hand equally so “No no no, I ain’t have anyone care this much about me in a long time… it’s nice ta know I’m wanted.”
“Maybe some tea, it’d be good to have somethin’ ta drink. Thank you my love.”
She nods along, tapping a claw against her bicep before calmly saying “Hmm, don’t worry ‘bout me none, I can always find work somewhere else, what yer goin’ through is much more important. This relationship is obvious abusive, I know some people. I can get ya the money ta start yer own restaurant if ya need it.”
He shakes his head vigorously and waves his hand equally so “No no no, I ain’t have anyone care this much about me in a long time… it’s nice ta know I’m wanted.”
“Maybe some tea, it’d be good to have somethin’ ta drink. Thank you my love.”
"No, I wouldn't ask that of you." He said, tapping his fingers on the table "I have a plan but its more of a plan that..." he sighs "Its bad but its a plan."
"Mn." He folds his arms.
She nods and stands up, quickly dipping into the tavern and then coming back with tea in a thermos.
She nods along, tapping a claw against her bicep before calmly saying “Hmm, don’t worry ‘bout me none, I can always find work somewhere else, what yer goin’ through is much more important. This relationship is obvious abusive, I know some people. I can get ya the money ta start yer own restaurant if ya need it.”
He shakes his head vigorously and waves his hand equally so “No no no, I ain’t have anyone care this much about me in a long time… it’s nice ta know I’m wanted.”
“Maybe some tea, it’d be good to have somethin’ ta drink. Thank you my love.”
"No, I wouldn't ask that of you." He said, tapping his fingers on the table "I have a plan but its more of a plan that..." he sighs "Its bad but its a plan."
"Mn." He folds his arms.
She nods and stands up, quickly dipping into the tavern and then coming back with tea in a thermos.
She smiles wide, fangs shining "Sounds like my kind o' plan. An' if it don't work out, ya don't got ta ask me fer nothin', I like doin' illegal fightin' anyway."
He pulls a chair up for them to sit, opening one of the other books and beginning to read.
He takes the thermos with a smile, his face having been red from the cold as he sips the tea, sighing softly.
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
She nods along, tapping a claw against her bicep before calmly saying “Hmm, don’t worry ‘bout me none, I can always find work somewhere else, what yer goin’ through is much more important. This relationship is obvious abusive, I know some people. I can get ya the money ta start yer own restaurant if ya need it.”
He shakes his head vigorously and waves his hand equally so “No no no, I ain’t have anyone care this much about me in a long time… it’s nice ta know I’m wanted.”
“Maybe some tea, it’d be good to have somethin’ ta drink. Thank you my love.”
"No, I wouldn't ask that of you." He said, tapping his fingers on the table "I have a plan but its more of a plan that..." he sighs "Its bad but its a plan."
"Mn." He folds his arms.
She nods and stands up, quickly dipping into the tavern and then coming back with tea in a thermos.
She smiles wide, fangs shining "Sounds like my kind o' plan. An' if it don't work out, ya don't got ta ask me fer nothin', I like doin' illegal fightin' anyway."
He pulls a chair up for them to sit, opening one of the other books and beginning to read.
He takes the thermos with a smile, his face having been red from the cold as he sips the tea, sighing softly.
"It's more using someone," he explains.
He sits down, his piercing eyes watching him like an owl.
she hugs him again, bundling herself up in her coat.
He sits down, his piercing eyes watching him like an owl.
she hugs him again, bundling herself up in her coat.
"Is it Riotan? I hope it's Riotan." She says excitedly "Can I be part o' the plan?"
He happily continues to read, leaning against them. (Good end?)
He hugs her and drinks his tea, not used to the flavor, but not one to complain. He softly thanks her for the warmth.
"Mn, it is." He nods "The terms of devil marriage state that if a partner is unfaithful to whom they married, they may go to court and settle who gets what. Things like territory, legions, items of value, and such. Since I have a pretty solid case, all I have to do is be 'unfaithful' and then I can go to court and settle that I keep the restaurant as that is all I actually want. My husband has always been greedy, much like the layer he came from, so he will try and lie his way out of it all to gain everything."
(Yerp!)
She produces a English muffin, putting jam on it, and devours it whole.
*I suppose I'll put up my characters for now and get back to them when I arrive at work.*
Samaritan is inside the restaurant before opening, hanging up Christmas decorations despite not celebrating it himself. An old radio plays rock music from a time before it was considered good. He sets up the Christmas tree, filling the base with water, hanging to lights on it, and placing ornaments on its boughs. He stares at it, a bit disgusted at the look of it but shrugs it off.
The Herald is practicing Tai Chi outside, humming to himself as he moves. His movements are fluid, like he's done this millions of times.
Doctor Gigli and his assistant, Adeline, are also hanging up Christmas decorations as they do celebrate the holidays, specifically Adeline does. They are hanging up little things like garland and door gummy things on the windows.
Mauric is walking back to the inn from town, and passes by Samaritan’s establishment on the way.
Eito is gracefully training with their shortsword, its crystalline blade sparkling.
Thirteen is reading intently beneath a tree, enjoying the brisk morning.
Samaritan looks outside, tilting his head "Mauric.." he steps outside, holding the door open "Fancy a cup of tea?" He gruffly asks.
The Herald finishes up and watches for a moment from the shadows.
Doctor Gigli and Adeline wave to him.
*Semester finals are almost over*
“Oh, uh, sure!” He grins and enters.
Eito’s swordplay is divine, and their glow could blind you if you watched for too long.
He waves back and continues to peruse his ancient texts.
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This is just Jobah619 again btw
Protect trans kids
Though you rested, you were not content to remain. And so you just had to seek me out.
*I suppose I'll put up my characters for now and get back to them when I arrive at work.*
Samaritan is inside the restaurant before opening, hanging up Christmas decorations despite not celebrating it himself. An old radio plays rock music from a time before it was considered good. He sets up the Christmas tree, filling the base with water, hanging to lights on it, and placing ornaments on its boughs. He stares at it, a bit disgusted at the look of it but shrugs it off.
The Herald is practicing Tai Chi outside, humming to himself as he moves. His movements are fluid, like he's done this millions of times.
Doctor Gigli and his assistant, Adeline, are also hanging up Christmas decorations as they do celebrate the holidays, specifically Adeline does. They are hanging up little things like garland and door gummy things on the windows.
Mauric is walking back to the inn from town, and passes by Samaritan’s establishment on the way.
Eito is gracefully training with their shortsword, its crystalline blade sparkling.
Thirteen is reading intently beneath a tree, enjoying the brisk morning.
Samaritan looks outside, tilting his head "Mauric.." he steps outside, holding the door open "Fancy a cup of tea?" He gruffly asks.
The Herald finishes up and watches for a moment from the shadows.
Doctor Gigli and Adeline wave to him.
*Semester finals are almost over*
“Oh, uh, sure!” He grins and enters.
Eito’s swordplay is divine, and their glow could blind you if you watched for too long.
He waves back and continues to peruse his ancient texts.
*Noice.*
Samaritan walks into the kitchen "How're you?" He asks and sets the kettle on the stove.
The Herald walks over, tilting his head "A swords master perhaps?"
Adeline walks over and hands him what looks like a little gift "For you dear!"
*wow, callous materialism and leading people along don’t lead to good feelings between individuals. Who’d have guessed?*
*The fresh hell that is wanting to fulfill your passion only for another party to take it away so you come up with ways that you wouldn't normally go to keep your dreams.*
He sits down, his piercing eyes watching him like an owl.
she hugs him again, bundling herself up in her coat.
"Is it Riotan? I hope it's Riotan." She says excitedly "Can I be part o' the plan?"
He happily continues to read, leaning against them. (Good end?)
He hugs her and drinks his tea, not used to the flavor, but not one to complain. He softly thanks her for the warmth.
"Mn, it is." He nods "The terms of devil marriage state that if a partner is unfaithful to whom they married, they may go to court and settle who gets what. Things like territory, legions, items of value, and such. Since I have a pretty solid case, all I have to do is be 'unfaithful' and then I can go to court and settle that I keep the restaurant as that is all I actually want. My husband has always been greedy, much like the layer he came from, so he will try and lie his way out of it all to gain everything."
(Yerp!)
She produces a English muffin, putting jam on it, and devours it whole.
"Ah that's gonna be fun. As long as ya keep the restaurant, they can take everythin' else hmm? An' all ya got ta do is get Riotan ta be 'unfaithful' fer ya. Problem with that one is, likely he's still got an interest in Stroth, even if it ain't gonna go nowhere with her marryin' Sparrow." She taps her chin curiously "We'll have ta figure that one out huh."
He chuckles, leaning against her, taking a cigarette out by pure habit before hastily putting it away.
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
*Mornin, anybody here? If so, I hope you’re having a good day.*
*yo*
*Ah wassup dawg? Chillin?*
*yes. I’m researching snails at the moment*
*Eh, I’ll just ask, and why are you researching snails?*
*Because I had an idea for a snail-based superheroine. Think Spider-Man but gastropod. Also did you know that the theme of snails being phones and cameras and stuff in One Piece is based on a real thing? https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pasilalinic-sympathetic_compass*
*Nope, definitely going to check that out though. Honestly I was going to expect something based on weather report, heavy weather’s ability to turn people into snails using rainbows. Either way that sounds awesome..*
*Heavy Weather is legitimately just Uzumaki*
*You mean the manga Uzumaki? The one about spirals, personally I think Gurran Lagaan is just Uzumaki. Anyway, wanna rp?*
*Tusk ACT 4 is just Uzumaki, and I’d love to but I unfortunately have to go*
*The Antispiral is just not Uzumaki. It’s good bro, we can just rp another time. See ya.*
*Now?*
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
"Mn. Well, some issues have come up and I trust you to keep what is said in this room between us." He grunts.
He watches him for a moment "You arent lying to me right?"
She just sits there with him, her eyes closed, as she allows herself to relax a bit.
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
She nods, leaning against the doorframe “I ain’t gonna tell a soul nothin’ what happened between us here. These lips’ll stay shut ‘bout this.”
He nods again “I’m not lying, I promise.” From his voice and the look in his eyes, he means it.
He holds her softly, rubbing on her back comfortingly, being there for her whenever she needs him to be.
"Good." he nods and sits down "My 'husband'.." He puts quotations around that, grumbling a bit "loaned me this place when we first started off. He recently has been controlling of my work and has been thinking of taking this all away from me. We are separated as of now, but not divorced. I have wanted to divorce him on multiple occasions because of what he has done to me mentally and physically but he has always made it about him and said that I needed to think of my child who is grown now. Its a sticky situation overall but I wanted to inform you of this in case you go to work and you find that the restaurant has suddenly disappeared.. I am sorry." he bows his head.
TH sighs and pulls away "Okay. I will believe you." He moves away "I am sorry if I have been smothering you, suffocating you.."
"You want some tea or breakfast?" She asks.
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
*Cut*
She nods along, tapping a claw against her bicep before calmly saying “Hmm, don’t worry ‘bout me none, I can always find work somewhere else, what yer goin’ through is much more important. This relationship is obvious abusive, I know some people. I can get ya the money ta start yer own restaurant if ya need it.”
He shakes his head vigorously and waves his hand equally so “No no no, I ain’t have anyone care this much about me in a long time… it’s nice ta know I’m wanted.”
“Maybe some tea, it’d be good to have somethin’ ta drink. Thank you my love.”
"No, I wouldn't ask that of you." He said, tapping his fingers on the table "I have a plan but its more of a plan that..." he sighs "Its bad but its a plan."
"Mn." He folds his arms.
She nods and stands up, quickly dipping into the tavern and then coming back with tea in a thermos.
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
She smiles wide, fangs shining "Sounds like my kind o' plan. An' if it don't work out, ya don't got ta ask me fer nothin', I like doin' illegal fightin' anyway."
He pulls a chair up for them to sit, opening one of the other books and beginning to read.
He takes the thermos with a smile, his face having been red from the cold as he sips the tea, sighing softly.
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
"It's more using someone," he explains.
He sits down, his piercing eyes watching him like an owl.
she hugs him again, bundling herself up in her coat.
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
*hello, dears! I’m workin’ on an essay right now!*
"Is it Riotan? I hope it's Riotan." She says excitedly "Can I be part o' the plan?"
He happily continues to read, leaning against them. (Good end?)
He hugs her and drinks his tea, not used to the flavor, but not one to complain. He softly thanks her for the warmth.
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
*Hello dear friend, how art thou?*
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
*I am quite well! Second to last day of finals, I have two elective classes today, art and acting!*
"Mn, it is." He nods "The terms of devil marriage state that if a partner is unfaithful to whom they married, they may go to court and settle who gets what. Things like territory, legions, items of value, and such. Since I have a pretty solid case, all I have to do is be 'unfaithful' and then I can go to court and settle that I keep the restaurant as that is all I actually want. My husband has always been greedy, much like the layer he came from, so he will try and lie his way out of it all to gain everything."
(Yerp!)
She produces a English muffin, putting jam on it, and devours it whole.
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
*Semester finals are almost over*
“Oh, uh, sure!” He grins and enters.
Eito’s swordplay is divine, and their glow could blind you if you watched for too long.
He waves back and continues to peruse his ancient texts.
This is just Jobah619 again btw
Protect trans kids
Though you rested, you were not content to remain. And so you just had to seek me out.
*Noice.*
Samaritan walks into the kitchen "How're you?" He asks and sets the kettle on the stove.
The Herald walks over, tilting his head "A swords master perhaps?"
Adeline walks over and hands him what looks like a little gift "For you dear!"
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
*wow, callous materialism and leading people along don’t lead to good feelings between individuals. Who’d have guessed?*
This is just Jobah619 again btw
Protect trans kids
Though you rested, you were not content to remain. And so you just had to seek me out.
*The fresh hell that is wanting to fulfill your passion only for another party to take it away so you come up with ways that you wouldn't normally go to keep your dreams.*
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
"Ah that's gonna be fun. As long as ya keep the restaurant, they can take everythin' else hmm? An' all ya got ta do is get Riotan ta be 'unfaithful' fer ya. Problem with that one is, likely he's still got an interest in Stroth, even if it ain't gonna go nowhere with her marryin' Sparrow." She taps her chin curiously "We'll have ta figure that one out huh."
He chuckles, leaning against her, taking a cigarette out by pure habit before hastily putting it away.
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
*Now?*
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
*Ah that does sound quite fun indeed, I do love the finer arts, with nothing left to do myself it is quite pleasant to just chill.*
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
*and then tomorrow I have PE (when the essay is due, English and PE have a joint final for some reasons?) and then history!*